I realise I'm still a child, though I do feel older. I recently did an on-line test called 'What's Your True Age?' My result was 50-60 years old.

Prom has all the elements of a popular story. It reeks of all-Americanness, tension, drama. It has romance. Pretty dresses. Dancing. Limos. High school. Coming of age.

If we all understood we can learn from both older and younger people, then we'd have a better world.

My parents homeschooled my sister and me for many years. Why? Because the local school insisted that I, being three, should go to preschool, and my sister, being five, should go to kindergarten. The problem? You learn your alphabet in preschool, and I was already reading chapter books.

The unsaid message of that endless rack of juniors' pushup bras? No matter what size you are, it still isn't good enough.

As children, we have a tenuous idea of love; we often try to quantify it with how much we feel seen and heard.